There is nothing good about the Ashley Madison situation.
On the one hand, you have hundreds of thousands of devastated partners who have just searched a database and discovered their loving husbands/wives had signed up to a website for cheaters.
On the other hand, you have the 32 million dirty, dirty cheaters (sorry, will try and be diplomatic from now on) who have had their privacy violated by hackers.
On the third (?) hand, you have the hackers who tried to ‘do the right thing’ by demanding this dirty, nasty website (sorry, DIPLOMATIC… I forgot) be taken down, or they’d release the information they hacked.
And finally, you have the fact that the hackers actually broke the law when they stole the private information, and they should probably be punished along with all the filthy, awful cheaters (I give up).
The released information is devastating for millions of families. Not to mention the 800 Australian government email addresses that have ‘somehow’ been included in the hacked data – including regional councillors and government officials.
The whole thing is tricky. It’s horrible. And I discovered just how disturbing the website was earlier this year, when I tried to sign up.
Before you start calling me a dirty cheater, I was only doing it for research. FOR REAL. We had seen the ads for Ashley Madison, and I went through the sign-up process to see what the process was, with intentions to write an article about the kinds of people on there.
But I never actually completed my profile, because something so ridiculous and disgusting and amusing happened as I was signing up, I didn’t even need to complete the process before I had an article to write.